So, I started over ...

A little more than a month ago when I declared that I was "starting over" with running, I didn't really know what that meant.

After a few visits to the gym, things started becoming clearer, but I knew that I also had to take a step away from blogging too, and there was no reason for me to actually announce that. 

Usually when I go silent here, it's not a good thing. It means my running is bad and I just don't want to talk about it. This time around, though, I found myself not wanting to overanalyze every single workout that was happening. Things had to happen naturally. 

For those who really know me, you know I haven't been completely silent -- I have posted a few pics on Instagram and made a few Facebook posts about workouts at the gym. Sitting down and typing out my thoughts, though, was just something I needed to stop doing. 

In the past month, every workout -- both running and non-running -- I have felt like I'm on the border between reaggravating my injury and a breakthrough. 

Fortunately, every workout has pretty much been a mini-breakthrough, both mentally and physically.

In the past month I've ...

  • Gained the confidence to do weights on machines at the gym
  • Actually enjoyed weights again, and have been consistent with doing some kind of weights workout 2-3 times a week 
  • Done a run-bike-run workout for the first time in years
  • Done a handful of progressive runs on the treadmill
  • Gotten comfortable with 3-4 mile runs
  • Rode a bike in the gym or with my son 2-3 times a week
  • Been happy 

Of course re-injuring myself is a major worry with me. It will be for another few weeks, but this past month has been a great way to "start over."

I've got a long way to go, but every day is a step farther away from the lowest point I've ever been and one more step closer to being where I want to be ...